The sky is getting darker and darker.

On the lamppost in front of the hall, a few stars of oil light blew up, making the huge Buddha hall even more dull and silent.

Seeing Pudu Cihang go away, until he disappeared at the end of the winding corridor of the palace, the Son of Heaven Zhengde was still standing there with only a thin bright yellow shirt, not showing the slightest coldness.

"Your Majesty, it's not too early......"

Xiao Huangmen, who was waiting with him, handed over a crane feather with great insight, draped it on the body of the Son of Heaven, and reminded him softly.

"I still want you to be a dog slave and tell me what to do?"

After a while, the Son of Zhengde scolded with a smile.

"Minions should die, minions should die!"

Although Emperor Zhengde's words did not mean to blame, Xiao Huangmen was still trembling with fright, and subconsciously knelt on the ground and slapped himself vigorously.

"That's it, I didn't think about it, but it's also boring, why don't you go and call Wu Banban, I have something to tell him. ”

Seeing that the little yellow door looked silent and frightened, the Zhengde Tianzi, who was still in a good mood, was suddenly interested, waved his hand impatiently, and scolded in a deep voice.

"The slave obeys, and the slave is grateful for the grace of the Lord of Long Life. ”

Thinking that he had escaped the catastrophe by luck, Xiao Huangmen suddenly couldn't help but be overjoyed, and knocked his head twice on the floor paved with white marble, and he really climbed out of the hall in a hurry as Emperor Zhengde ordered.

"It's all flattering dogs, but it's hard to be loyal!"

The gloomy face finally regained some smiles, and the Prince of Virtue shook his head and returned to the depths of the palace.

dismissed the eunuchs and palace maids who served in the dormitory, and let them inform the guards at the door, no one was allowed to put them inside, the nominal supreme of the Ming Dynasty pushed away the machine in the corner of the dragon bed with a cold look.

After a few faint muffled sounds, there was a faintly lit secret passage on the inside of the couch.

He took a bronze lamp candle from his hand, although he knew that there was no chance of any accident, but the son of Zhengde still waited until a while, and saw that the bean candle was still safe and sound, so he walked in with confidence.

Closed the mechanism with his backhand, and with the illumination of the starry lamp, Emperor Zhengde stopped all the way in front of a closed door.

After hesitating for a moment, he posed and was about to knock on the door, but the person inside the door seemed to have noticed his arrival, and suddenly an old and feminine voice came out.

"Is Your Majesty coming? The old slave is at a critical time when his luck has arrived, and he can't go out to greet him, so please ask Your Majesty to deign to take advantage of himself. ”

Hearing this, the Son of Heaven did not mean to be angry at all, but it was really as the old man said, and he opened the door by himself.

The secret room was opened, and dozens of night pearls above the head illuminated the room at a glance, although it was buried deep in the ground, but the son of Zhengde could clearly identify the old man sitting on the first futon at a glance.

But seeing that the man's beard was snow-colored, his face was like a crown of jade, and he was wearing an ochre red python robe, it was impossible to see that the old man's response before was actually from the mouth of such a delicate-faced "young man".

At this time, when his exercises were running to a critical moment, the true qi around his body was lingering, and the stoves slowly burning in the four corners of the room could not resist the invasion of the ice chill, and they were dyed with a layer of frost.

Although the Son of Heaven is rich in the world, and the country is full of dragon fortunes, and all laws cannot be violated, but in essence, he is an ordinary person who cannot practice, how can he resist it.

Fortunately, the other party seemed to be aware of this, and deliberately controlled his true qi to avoid the clearing, but even so, the increasingly obvious cold in the air still made him shiver.

After another half a cup of tea, the blue true qi surrounding the "young man" suddenly swelled violently, and then it was absorbed into the body with lightning speed.

"Let Your Majesty suffer the cold, it is the old slave who deserves to die. ”

When he opened his eyes, there was still a little blue in the depths of his eyes, and the "young man" stood up with a smile and was about to bow down to the Son of Zhengde.

Obviously, his appearance is much younger than that of the Son of Heaven, but between the lines, the meaning of Cangmai can be seen at a glance.

"Grandpa Mo said this, is he going to be estranged from Houzhao?"

Hearing the respectful meaning between the other party's words, the Son of Heaven pursed his lips, and quickly stepped forward to support the other party with disgust.

"You are an old minister when you were the emperor's grandfather, and you have been sheltering the safety of the royal family all these years. ”

"The old slave obeys the holy commandment. ”

was really stubborn, and the old man surnamed Mo had no choice but to respond.

"I don't know what Your Majesty is looking for the old slave this time?"

Emperor Zhengde did not immediately take over the conversation, but replied that he was concerned about another matter:

"Is Grandpa Mo's injuries better?"

"Thanks to Your Majesty, the secret injuries suffered by the old slave in the previous secret battle with that guy have basically recovered, and the remnants of the Buddha karma in his body have almost disappeared. ”

Mo Lao replied flatteredly.

"That's fine, if Grandpa Mo wasn't there, I wouldn't be able to sleep peacefully. ”

The son of Zhengde Tianzi sounded quite happy.

"Under the whole world, it is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister. Who dares to be disrespectful to His Majesty, the old slave will go and bring other people's heads. ”

Thinking that someone was secretly trying to assassinate the emperor, Mo Lao's originally gentle face was stunned for a moment, and a cold true qi was also ready to go.

"Grandpa Mo misunderstood, no matter how bad it is, there is still a national teacher in the court, although this guy has bad intentions, but there is still a place where I can be used now, and this guy has to protect me no matter what. ”

Zhengde Tianzi was stunned for a moment, realizing that the other party probably misunderstood what he meant, so he had to explain with a helpless smile.

"This ...... It's the old slave who is too worried, but the guy has a way to reach the sky, and he doesn't want to get out of it, but he stays in the palace and stays in the palace, and the old slave always feels that what he has planned is not small, and His Majesty needs to be cautious. ”

The murderous intent in his heart was finally put down, but Mo Lao still felt a little inappropriate and added.

"I have my own measure in this matter, he is calculating the court, why am I not calculating him. ”

After telling the old lady everything that happened tonight, Zhengde Tianzi looked at each other with burning eyes.

"Grandpa Yimo, how sure is this matter?"

"This ......"

The old eunuch hesitated for a while, although he knew that the master in front of him had a great desire for immortal detachment, he still couldn't help but pour a basin of cold water.

"Please also forgive Your Majesty for the rudeness of the old slave, the old slave has lived for most of his life, and he has had more dealings with Buddhism and Taoism when he was young...... It was the thief who was deceiving His Majesty. ”

However, the Son of Zhengde seems to be on the rise, and he really doesn't think so, but patiently expresses his opinion to the other party:

"I don't think so, although this move is against the peace of heaven, but it is precisely this that those so-called famous and decent people disdain to use, and it will give me a glimmer of possibility. ”

"Even if Pudu Cihang has any suspicions in it,"

"The old slave is all on the orders of His Majesty. ”

The old eunuch bowed down to the Son of Heaven.

Although there is still a little uneasiness in my heart, but after watching each other grow up for so many years, Mo Lao has no children in his life, and he really treats the two later emperors as his own descendants, and he really can't say the words of refusal.

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